I see that fire in your eyes It burns the mind like candles Language limited while every gut intinct punches into me As the histories unfold We're carried on a symphony of screaming souls Writhing in controversy It flavours the air that I breathe And I will never leave this solitude The decorated throne These violent wounds are so familiar When surrender is your everything You're covered up with stones So weak so powerless you're overthrown Can I break through this abstract? Without wounding me or you I've been waiting for so long to seek the final truth And I will never leave this solitude The decorated throne These violent wounds are so familiar Writhing in controversy It flavours the air that I breathe And I will never leave this throne Dessicated and alone And I will never leave this solitude The decorated throne These violent wounds are so familiar When surrender is your everything You're covered up with stones